Recently I realized that there is a disconnect between me and how I treat myself.
Something as small as the vegetables in the garden. Veggies are good for me, they’re free, but I’m not eating them. I’m too busy doing stuff for others.
The apples from my tree are so abundant that even my resident posse of squirrels and rabbits can’t handle them all. Have I eaten one today? Nope.
This lack of attention to self has a long and honored history in my life. In fact, it has been sort of a requirement in how I was raised.
And so I thought I would share with you a recent insight that I discovered during a welcomed moment of reflection. (No those aren’t real fish. They’re painted on the rock! Reflection showed me that too!)
There are only three
tasks we have to do in this life.
Yes only trois. 3